GETTING THEM 6

 

GETTING THEM 6

The week that followed, i went to school to pay the fees which I had pending. Although I was not paying school fees, I was supposed to pay user fees which my sister had signed for but we were lagging. There wasn’t much the school could do for me and often times I got asked how I could not even manage to pay user fees by the head that was not quite remorseful. He would let me stay in school but still would not let me get away with anything. I needed to make some sort of commitment. Many times I felt like I burdened my sister but I couldn’t do much, she was taking care of me and I knew she had her own needs too.

The school was busy as always, everyone was going about their business and the administration was quite open empty than before. A few people walked in with consultations and left. The receptionist asked if I wanted to see the Head but because I was already clearing my balance, there was no need of seeing him.

“You will have to wait for him for some time”

“No I just want to go into accounts… I have come to clear my balance” I said.

It was common every other term for me to go and explain myself at the accounts office and this was something almost every teacher knew. It was no surprise I was different but I did try to fit in a lot.

“The whole balance? You need to clear it all if you are to get your result” she bluntly stated.

“Yes the whole amount” i replied confidently.

The receptionist made a quick call then asked me to proceed to accounts. Usually, a very unpleasant and unwelcoming face was the first you would see as you entered the accounts office. I was sure this was what awaited me as I headed there but to my surprise Mrs Kawama was no longer there.

“Good morning dear” a man of about 30 years or older greeted me.

He was charming with a very convincing smile.

“Morning sir… I came to clear my fees my name is…”

Before I could finish he asked me to sit and handed me a document which had a short list of pupils who owed the school. I could tell even before going through it that the list was not from my intake.

“Sir I did not complete last year” I said.

“ok… when did you complete dear?’ he asked.

“The year before last” I said.

He lowered his reading glasses before asking what I thought would be his next question. “What took you so long?”